The First Day In The United State

    I love The United State. I have been living in Chicago for 13 years, but I still remember the first day that I arrived here. It was 8th, July 1998. As a new immigration, I needed to be interviewed by the immigration office. I was so afraid that the officer would  as interrogated me as a guilty, because most of the officer would do it in China at that time. My English was so poor that I didn't know how to handle my interview. When I faced to the officer, all of my worry had gone. The officer was very nice and patient to me. He talked to me with his action language for helping me to understand, and help me to take the file that it was needed. At the end, he welcame me to The U.S. heartfelt. I am so glad for living in The U.S.